Monday morning, got my work on My checkbook tells me my money is gone Got a honey depending on me To take her to at the end of the week We'll find a parking so we can reconnect As soon as I get my Friday
get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling lane I'm still on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie when my arm goes Wrap it around her the good part comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a roller with a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I to have a good time I just gotta stay that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave something to my ones When I up dead
You never know what will throw at you next I'm down the days till my Friday paycheck
Wish I could the foreman when I'm under the gun Take this job and it son I keep it to myself I gotta get paid And with my baby at the end of the day
I'm at the band when they're doing sound check Why you give me some cash with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody I like to have a good time I just gotta stay above that poverty Food on the table, roof head Leave something to my young When I wind up
You never what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days till my Friday
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting the days till my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
Paycheck, paycheck Gots to get that Friday Paycheck, Friday Gots to get Friday paycheck
Ooh, gotta get Friday paycheck I've been waiting on that Waiting on the whistle all day Friday paycheck, Friday
Gots to get that paycheck Paycheck, Friday to get that Friday paycheck Paycheck, Friday